Lyrics
Tupelo
(D. Lamb)
Copyright 2004 Doug P. Lamb (BMI) / Trip Daddy Records
Played all night long in Memphis
Threw a hell of a jam
Hundred dollars in my pocket
Hit the road down to Birmingham
On down to Mississippi
Had to find myself a cup of joe
We rolled in 'bout two a.m. to an all night joint
Smack down in the middle of Tupelo
There sat a girl her name was Jean-Marie
Said she was a hoodoo queen
Her steel grey eyes, they had me mesmerized
Said she needed some company
I knew better, but she knew best
And the very next thing I know
She got me in her spell and I knew damn well
I was about to stay the night
Right down here in Tupelo
She said, "What's your name, boy"
I said, "I don't know"
I said, "What's your game, child"
She said, "It ain't no game"
How do you like it, fast or slow
Makes no difference to me
'Cause it's all the same to me down here in Tupelo
Well the sun hit me like a hammer
And I don't recall the night before
All I knew's a little time with Jean-Marie
Only made me want some more
I said, "I got to travel on down the road
"Babe I'm booked and I got to go
She said, "You do what you want for a little while, child
But you can't stay away for long
You'll come back to Tupelo
It's been ten years since I met her
And she had me with her hoodoo charm
And the spell she got me under
Never done me no harm
I still rock the house on the weekend
But when the spotlight's turned down low
I wade my way to the place I stay and I please my little hoodoo girl
Back home here in Tupelo
I say, "What's your name girl
She tells me, "Jean-Marie
She says, "Don't fight it
"'Cause you belong to me
See it don't matter none
'Cause I can come and go
You got your spell on me and you know I'll always come right back here
Down to Tupelo
Down here in Tupelo
Tupelo, Mississippi
Hoodoo girl
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